Prev As the Count looked down at the girl in his arms, a look of deep interest marked his face. The interest was not romantic but purely clinical – consistent in manner with someone who might be regarding a rather … Continue reading
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Prev Whether the snow fell or not, the Count often sat up in his tower watching the world below. This lonely, unappreciated duty had fallen to him once he was returned here many years ago. He would sit up here … Continue reading